Small disclaimer- I did not create Captain Jack Harkness. He belongs to Russell T. Davies, the owner of Doctor Who. If you are familiar with the new version, this takes place right before the episode The Empty Child in the first season.
Ugh… owww… my head. Wait, blood? I must've hit my head. Oww… hurts. Not fatal though. Well then, where am I? For that matter who am I. Well, I'm wearing a uniform. What's this say- Captain J. Harkness. Must be my name. But what's the J stand for I wonder? J-John...Joe…Jo...Jay….Jac…Jack! Yes, my name's Jack. Ah I think I remember some now. The agency took my memories. Two years- the bastards….
Owww... my head…
GAH! Alarms! What's going on? Wait, Jack… think. First, turn the alarms off. Uh, that's a lot of buttons…which button was it again? I'll try… THIS ONE! Whew. No more alarms. Looks like I'm still lucky. Except for the two years of missing memories.
The floor's shaking, wonder why…. Maybe there's a way to see what's going on. Of course to do that, I need to figure out what kind...of…ship…I'm…in. CHULA! How did I get in a Chula Warship?
Oh, heh heh. I remember. She was a nice one. What was her name again? Mary? Maria? Oh yeah, Martha. Beautiful girl.
Anyway, right, Chula. If I'm in a chulak ship then I should just have to press this button here and flip this switch and… Presto! Bombs?! Where the hell am I? Chula, chula, chula… the screen should be… here. Oh. London 1942. Well… explains the bombs.
An Hour Later
When are these bombs going to let up, huh? I bored! And there's no one here to—wait… I think. Where was that monitor? There. Yes it's stopped! Finally! I can get out of here! London, 1942… what am I going to need? Where's that bag of mine. Knowing me, if I was here I had a bag… ah ha! There it is. Oh great. It had to slide underneath the deepest, lowest shelf. What I wouldn't give for a broken beach umbrella or something right now…. Poles work well in tight places. Maybe if I turn a little... almost there… HA! Got it!
Let's see here… what do I need for London in the middle of a blitzkrieg? Regular umbrella? Nope, unless it'll keep the bombs off me…Toss. Ruby red lipstick…huh. Must be Martha's…Toss. Russian Dictionary—where the heck did I go to need a Russian dictionary? Whatever…Toss. Picture of…what is this? Maybe if I flip it this way… oh. Hey I remember that camel! Don't remember the girl though. Must not have liked to dance…but I wont need this… Toss. Ooooo… a Walther PPK with a holster. Don't know where I picked that up, but its period so it'll work. World War II… I can probably pass as an American Solider. My uniform's good so I don't need to worry about that. Never liked the Germans anyways-- they dont like to dance.
